Dis Dis Dis

Dis Dis Dis

It is disappointing how they all disappear from my sight, I know I'm discouraging and displeasing but that gives them no right to discriminate and to display such behavior whenever I am in the disposition. It is distinguishable, the difference between disinterest and disjuncture, I avoid all but that doesn't make me dislikable. I try my best to get up in the morning, disordered and disorganized, I never start my day properly. I go to school to see the disoriented fragments of dishonor and disloyalty. People going after one another, it's always the same wherever I go, there will never be discipline. I start the dissection, grabbing my trusty blade from the distant dismal pouch. This time, it's the distribution of my tests, what awaits me I wonder, I may not be the best in the district but I expect distinctively high scores however, much to my dismay it seems I disappoint myself again, I wonder why, I was never distracted and never disassembled so why. It seems the root to all of this is my own disbelief, I always think about the infinite potential I possess yet i never discern any of the disasters that may befall me. I discard the papers and I run away never wanting to disclose any of this, I am feeling so much discomfort which in the end leads to my discomposure. I run and run into the infinite set of glass panes, before I could discontinue, I discover it's all too late, I fall to the ground, I was always disdained and disendowed by my own family but I don't have any regrets, as my bones dislocate and my blood does its final discharge, I become disarranged and finally disappear away from the cruel, cruel world.